The Paranoid President's Little Wife

Chapter 207 Gu Sihan, you owe it to me

Mi Xin'er's upturned eyes were flooded with watery light, looking at Gu Sihan who had fallen into madness.

Dim light fell on his body. The wound on his shoulder was hideous and bloodshot, and his firm and compact body, stained with sweat, slid down the lines of his muscles.

Like a crazy male lion, wantonly exuding hormones.

Her voice was very soft and slow: "Gu Sihan, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you ok?"

But she didn't worry about the sharp knife in his hand at all, because she knew that Gu Sihan would never hurt her no matter what, even if she was sick.

Gu Sihan looked dazed, and his eyes cracked like a dark hurricane of paranoia.

His voice is extremely sluggish and sexy, overflowing from his throat: "Xin'er, my baby."

"I want to hide the baby, so that no one can hurt her, and no one can see her."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth, revealing a morbid treachery: "It's my own treasure."

Mi Xiner lowered her eyes slightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

It was indeed because of her that Gu Sihan fell ill during the day.

Suddenly, Gu Sihan pinched Mi Xin'er with a big hand with sharp bones, his fingertips were hot, and the strength was astonishing.

His voice was very seductive, like a giant net weaving, bound her and surrounded her heavily: "Baby, look at me"

"Look at me"

Su Wan slowly opened her eyes, falling into Li Jingchen's dark pupils.

It was clearly seen that he was unabashedly infatuated.

Gu Sihan's handsome and striking face kept approaching, strange and coquettish.

He said, "My darling, you are so beautiful."

He pampered him to the bone, as if touching a fragile glass doll.

Mi Xiner couldn't refuse Gu Sihan's bone-destroying affection at all, and was almost going to sink with him.

Gu Sihan's expression became more and more strange, he murmured sleepily: "I really want to hide you in the window."

"Be good, be quiet."

Locked in the bottom of his heart, tightly shackled.

Mi Xiner's eyes moved slightly, with a little unwillingness.

"Gu Sihan, be sober. I'm not a puppet in your window. I have a mind and a soul."

"I won't let you manipulate me!"

Gu Sihan's sharp eyebrows twitched fiercely, and ferocious veins appeared on his neck.

His big hot hand slid down to Mixin'er's neck, the knuckles were extremely slender, and it would break if he bent it lightly: "Baby, why do you always disobey me?"

"Obey, stay by my side."

A puppet doll that can be manipulated by humans?But who is willing to be a puppet without soul and thought.

Mi Xiner silently swallowed this sentence back to the bottom of her heart, she laughed at herself, what is she fussing about with the sick person?
And why should she care so much?

She lowered her eyes, perhaps, she really had unreasonable thoughts about Gu Sihan, a lunatic.

Gu Sihan saw that Mi Xin'er hadn't spoken for a long time, and his brows were full of sternness, staring at her deeply.

A sharp knife floated in front of her smooth and jade-like face, so close at hand.

hiss--

The bright red liquid gurgled, penetrated into Mixin'er's skin, and fused into her bone marrow.

She looked at Gu Sihan in shock, his jade-like fingers made a small cut, but his eyes were obsessed with joy.

"Gu Sihan, are you crazy?" As soon as Mi Xiner spoke, she could smell the tears.

Gu Sihan stared blankly at the tears in the corners of Mixin'er's eyes, and in an instant, he fell into madness.

The baby cries so beautifully, the dark side of the heart is fermenting, I want the baby to cry harder, cry for him.

You don't need to guess to know what perverted thoughts this lunatic has.

Mi Xiner glared at Li Jingchen angrily: "Gu Sihan, you just need to clean up!"

Gu Sihan drew back his black eyebrows, and stared straight into Su Wan's angry and sad eyes.

There was a gap in the bottom of his heart, and a ferocious beast was gnawing at his internal organs.

Still not willing, not willing to let her cry, she is sad.Even if he is a sick patient.

He pursed his thin lips, then let go, and said softly, "Bao'er, I don't need to clean up."

(End of this chapter)